Random Free Verse Poems (29,541)

I'm Mr Right..
I'm not your type..
I sleep all day..
And drive at night..

You look at me..
In the day..
In the light..
Rejected me..
Not your type..

Look at me..
After dark..
Look in the night..
I'll wait for you..
Cos I'm Mr Right..

Say what..
Hand me back..
Ok I'm in the light..
I'm not yours today..
But I am your type..
Keep walking..
I'm Mr Right

Vriendschap is de basis waarop je kan verder bouwen.
Een echte vriend is meer waard omdat je die kan vertrouwen.
Vriendschap kent geen grenzen of muren.
Echte vriendschap kan eeuwig duren.
Echte vrienden kan je vertrouwen en zullen altijd voor jou klaar staan.
Zoals ook jij voor hun met een helpende hand of raad klaar zou staan.
Het maakt niet uit hoeveel je er hebt ze zijn je grootste troef.
Zelfs aan één heb je al genoeg.

Liefde wordt gebouwd op vriendschap en niet andersom.
Het past als een raderwerk van een klok maar is geen bom.
Uit liefde komt romantiek en passie.
Dit moet je niet leren maar komt van zelf als je de ware ziet.

Liefde is als vuur wanneer de vonk tussen twee mensen overslaat.
Dan brand hun hart zo puur dat het niet te blussen is.
Het gebeurt nooit te vroeg of te laat.
Gewoon wanneer de pijl van cupido zijn doel niet mist.


Friendship is the basis on which you can build.
A real friend is worth more because you can trust.
Friendship knows no boundaries or walls.
True friendship can last forever.
True friends can you trust and will always be ready for you.
As you do for them with a helping hand or advice would be ready.
No matter how many you have they are your biggest asset.
Even one you already have enough.

Love is built on friendship and not vice versa.
It fits like a clock with a clock but no bomb.
Love comes from romance and passion.
This should not learn it comes from the true self as you see.

Love is like fire when the spark between two people late.
Then burn their hearts so pure that it is unquenchable.
It is never too early or too late.
Just when the arrow of cupid does not miss its target.

I’m far from beautiful and perfect
I’ve been told so many times I’m just not worth it
I went through battles and I went through pain
The other girls never treated me the same
I refused to think it was because I was black
I’m certain it’s not because of that
I was always by myself with my mirror
All the boys were scared off by my brother
All the lies were covered up by my mother
People saw me and said wow she’s perfect
Little did they know under the makeup lives a girl who's not worth it?
I was forced fed vanity and commanded to make it a part of me
Entered in to the contest of who's the prettiest
Waxing, lip gloss, miniskirts and fake teeth were forced on me since I was three
Now lives a cold hearted girl age of 18
Who thinks happiness lies in money and beauty

sometimes I'm amazed
at how stale and stubborn
I have become
and even out of sync with time
but then since you left
I don't have any reason
to keep track of moment
that comes and goes

I din't even know
summer is gone
fall, too, is now buried
deep in the snow
somehow I am anticipating
the new birth of tomorrow
but here I am still nursing
in my yesterday's sorrow

I am never wishing
that our past would come back
hell no!
it's just that I wish
the wound heals
and my mind forgets
all these pains and heartaches

and I will be in sync
with the world and time
again..like it used to be
before I met you.

earned and not bought.
fought but not topped.
leveled and placed right
up tight or strug loose.
held together without intertwined parts.
known from the heart.
trust is what sets us together
against all odds and lying weather.

TO ME; THEY ARE THE GREATEST ACTORS, OF OUR TIME!DENIRO, TAKES ON A ROLE, AND BECOMES THAT PERSON;WHILE, PACINO, TAKES ON A ROLE; WITHOUT REVERSIN!THEY HAVE BOTH HAD MANY UNFORGETTABLE ROLES!YOU LOOKIN AT ME?, SAID, DENIRO; WHILE PACINO SAID; I"M WALKIN HERE!WHEN THEY SPEAK; THEY ARE QUITE SINCERE!THERE WILL NEVER BE TWO GREAT ACTORS, LIKE; ROBERT AND AL!WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT NEW YORKERS; THOUGH YOU CAN NEVER FORGET; THE 911 STALKERS! YOU"LL MOST CERTAINLY; CRACK A SMILE!

She fell asleep one quiet dawn
And awoke to a brighter day
In the Land of Fresh Beginnings
With the pain all swept away.

As her eyes went wide with wonder
And her understanding grew,
For she stood in God's meadow
Green and fresh and wet with dew.

And her ears pricked quickly forward
As a voice spoke soft and low
Saying, "Welcome to my stable
I have called you here, you know".

"For I saw that you were weary,
And I sought to end your fear,
So I brought you to my meadow
There is nothing frightening here".

"You may roam across my pastures,
You may run or you may rest,
And old friends wait here to greet you,
Down the meadow to the West".

Then the mare's head went up gaily,
And she nickered eagerly,
As though calling someone to her,
And she pranced excitedly.

And the golden sun's reflection
Gave her coat a copper hue,
And she paused for just a moment
By a pool so clear and blue.

Then the mare who used to tremble
Felt a calmness fill her soul
As she started down the meadow
-And beside her walked a foal.

What is this thing that's taken hold,
That causes mans' distress?
What makes him freeze like winters' cold,
And does his mettle test?

What makes his body tremble so?
His limbs look how they shake,
Were it a nightmare he would roll,
And suddenly awake.

See sweat, the brow and palms replete,
The stomach how it turns,
It's fear, that thing that touches deep,
For calm the heart, it yearns,

Now he that harboured unbelief,
Will bid the heavens prove,
And plead the gods grant swift release
From fright and pending doom!
JS

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I think you are beautiful
Lovely and grace when you walk
Your heart is kind as an angel
The poem of a stranger is the only way I can talk

Your eyes met mine once years away
Not one word did I speak and I had so much to say
I'll try to explain as it was surely my fault
The poem of a stranger is the only way I can talk

Your hair was always such a perfect gentle style
And when you slightly moved your tender lips I saw an angel smile
Too many years apart and I'm the one at loss
The poem of a stranger and too late to talk